Death by Donation by Sarah Hualde

Author:Sarah Hualde
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: christian cozy mystery, christian mystery, female detectives, teen mom detective, Christian Homeschool Cozy Mystery Series, homeschool cozy mystery series, Homeschool Mystery, fun cozy mystery series, clean mystery series
Publisher: Indie Christian Writers
Published: 2019-12-17T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 17

Grant paced the upstairs hallway. He dressed in the best he had in Honey Pot. But he didn’t come prepared with semi-formal or business casual wear. His mom was bringing up his sharpest suit for Aunt Ines’ wedding. Next week his shiny shoes and best tie would be easy to find in a pinch. For the moment, gray corduroy with a polo shirt and his nicest pair of Chucks would have to do.

He hoped Della wouldn’t pitch another fit before the memorial. Aunt Ines was up to her neck in Diva Della’s preferences. The entire memorial was for her.

Ines felt terrible asking her friends to not only attend but help with the festivities. She calmed herself, dreaming of having Bill back to normal. The sooner Della left, the sooner Ines believed that would happen. Grant agreed with her. So, he continued to do his utmost to please Bill and Della and keep them out of Aunt Ines’ hair.

Grant’s pacing led him to worry. Bill was getting edgier and edgier the longer he waited for his suit to show up. Why he didn’t pick it up himself was beyond Grant?

Della and Bill practically passed Bill’s apartment on the way to Ashton. They drove to the hospital and the funeral parlor early that morning. Della formally ID-ed Jake as Bill had his hands examined and the largest of the gauze removed. Then they went to arrange the delivery and cremation of Jake Cloverdale’s body. It would have been a simple five-minute distraction to pick up Bill’s suit on their way back to Ines’.

Grant could hear Bill fuming in the best guest room. At least Della was no longer in the room with him. She’d returned to the Sleeping Pretty and would be arriving with Maddie and Lou, just in time for the service.

The smells coming from the Con Fuego caterer’s trays made Grant’s mouth water. He hadn’t eaten all day. His stomach growled as the doorbell rang.

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“Oh, Gus. You scared me.” Lydia sat on the edge of Bill’s bed with a hand resting gently on her chest. She took a moment to catch her breath.

“Me? Scare you?” Gus tucked his sidearm away and ran a hand through his hair. “If I hadn’t heard Ivy’s voice before she fell, I would have come into the room ready to shoot.”

“At us?”

“No, not at you. At the man that the landlord saw running from the building five minutes before you arrived. I hustled over here as soon as I could.”

‘What man?” Ivy leaned against the wall.

“Some stranger. He’s been popping up everywhere in the last few days. This is the first time he’s committed a crime.” Gus surveyed the room and then zoned in on Lydia. “Unless you two are the ones responsible for this?”

“Don’t be silly. We found it this way.”

“You went right in? What were you thinking? If Ethan were here...”

“We needed to get a bereaved Bill Barnaby his suit for the memorial.”

“Besides,” Ivy said. “Lydia was just about to call you. I’m heading over to drop this off, and she was going to wait for you to arrive.

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